Classroom Craving: Anh's Study Seduction

The beautiful and alluring 18-year-old girl, Anh Nguyet, captivated her classmate, Duy Nam. Duy Nam secretly watched Anh Nguyet during class, his desire causing his penis to become erect. One day, Anh Nguyet asked Duy Nam for help with her studies. The classroom was empty at the time due to a free period, much to Duy Nam's delight.

Duy Nam slouched in the back row, eyes locked on Anh Nguyet two seats ahead. Her tight school blouse hugged her perky tits, the fabric straining over those full C-cups every time she shifted. Black skirt rode up her smooth thighs as she crossed her legs, flashing a glimpse of white panties. His cock twitched hard in his pants, thickening against the zipper. He adjusted discreetly, but the ache only grew—veins pulsing, tip leaking pre-cum into his boxers. His mind flooded with filth: pinning her face-down on the desk, yanking her skirt up to expose that tight ass, ripping her panties aside and shoving his throbbing cock into her dripping slit. He'd grip her ponytail, yank her head back, and pound her raw—balls slapping her clit with every brutal thrust, her juicy pussy clenching around him, milking his shaft as she begged for more. Or flipping her onto her back, spreading those toned thighs wide, burying his face in her soaked folds first—tongue-fucking her swollen lips, sucking her hard clit until she squirted on his mouth—then ramming deep, her tits bouncing wildly as he stretched her walls, flooding her womb with thick ropes of cum while she screamed his name. Class droned on, but he was lost in the fantasy, cock leaking steadily now. Bell rang for free period. Everyone bolted—except them. Anh Nguyet twisted around, her dark eyes sparkling, full lips curving. "Duy Nam, help me with math? Classroom's empty now." His heart hammered, dick rock-hard and straining visibly. "Y-yeah, sure." He stood, tenting his pants like a fucking flagpole. She patted the desk beside her, skirt hiking higher, thighs parting just enough to tease. "Sit close. I need... detailed explanations." He dropped next to her, their knees brushing. Her scent—sweet sweat and lotion—hit him like a drug. She leaned in, tits pressing against his arm, hand grazing his thigh as she pointed to the book. "Show me how you solve it." His cock throbbed painfully, begging for release. Her fingers lingered, inching upward.

Duy Nam agreed to teach her, but with one condition. When Ánh Nguyệt asked what it was, Duy Nam took off his pants, revealing his erect penis. Ánh Nguyệt understood and immediately used her hand to fondle his penis and then gave him oral sex.

Duy Nam swallowed hard, his voice rough. "I'll teach you, Ánh Nguyệt... but on one condition." Her dark eyes widened, curious. "What is it?" He stood, unzipping his pants in one swift motion. They dropped to his ankles, boxers shoved down, unleashing his thick cock—veins bulging, shaft slick with pre-cum, the swollen head purple and glistening. It bobbed free, inches from her face. Ánh Nguyệt's lips parted in a hungry grin. No words needed. Her soft hand wrapped around his girth, fingers squeezing the hot, pulsing length. She stroked firmly from base to tip, thumb smearing the leaking slit, making him groan as his balls tightened. Leaning in, she flicked her tongue over the sensitive underside, then engulfed him—wet mouth sliding down halfway, cheeks hollowing with suction. Her head bobbed, slurping noisily, spit dripping down his shaft while her free hand cupped his heavy sack, rolling the balls gently. His hips bucked instinctively, fucking her throat deeper.